"
The next minute they heard his voice at the door: "Be quick, boys, and
stir the fire. Throw on some chips and make a blaze."
They did so, and as the flames lighted up the room, they saw their
father enter with a child in his arms.
"What's the matter?" cried the mother. "Who is that child?"
Then she saw that the child's face was very pale and that he neither
opened his eyes nor moved.
"Oh, what has happened? Where did you find him?"
"I'll tell you all about it," answered Jacquot. "But first get a
blanket and warm it, quick. That on the children's bed is best."
"What a beautiful child!" said the mother, as she hurried to do his
bidding. The two boys, Charlot and Blondel, with wondering eyes watched
their father and mother undress the little stranger. His beautiful
clothes were soaked with water, and his fine white collar and ruffles
were soiled and dripping.
"He must have some dry clothes. Bring me your Sunday suit, Charlot."
"Here it is, mother." said Charlot.
Soon the little stranger was clad in the warm clothes; the dry soft
blanket was wrapped around him; and he was laid on the children's bed.
Then, being very comfortable, he began to grow stronger.
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